"I know you!"

She exclaimed, slapping his thin face with all her might, "Let go of me, let go of me!" ”

"Why should I listen to you, you name a reason that satisfies me, and I will let you go." Spotted rut pressed her, buried his head in her chest, the extreme yang jade fetus, he was about to get it, how could he let her go casually? If he swallows her heart, his cultivation will increase by a hundred years, and then refine her body into an elixir and swallow it, who will he be afraid of in the future? It's not so easy for the doglegs of the underworld to catch him.

"Obediently, don't move, make me feel bad, just tear off your arm first, and then wring off your head." Seeing that she was immediately silenced, he laughed: "That's good." Tearing off a strand of her long hair, she howled in pain, "Please let go of me, I can give you whatever you want, please don't kill me." ”

With the head of the chicken nest, she begged him for mercy without any image, anyway, there was no one else, no one could see her embarrassed appearance at this time, what happened, she still hasn't figured it out. Staying in the carriage well, there was a whirlwind blowing inexplicably, and the wind and sand were blind, this sudden reversal of the plot was too exciting for her, no, it was thrilling.

"Get out!"

The old man's voice sounded from behind Ban Zhe, and Ling Cui turned his head to look past him and looked behind him, "Old woman save me!" ”

The old woman lifted up her rutted collar and shouted, "You can't wait? Nonsense in my place, get out of here! ”

I saw that he stood up slowly, lazily straightened his clothes, and turned his head to look at the old woman with disdain.

"I'm not afraid to stain my place, have you forgotten the pain of the scar?" She secretly exerted force, inserted her fingertips into the back of his neck, and reprimanded in a low voice: "You don't want to think about it, without me, you are still half cut off now, get out, immediately!" ”

"Get out, just get out, don't be so angry, auntie!" He ignored it, shook off his red hair, which was as dry as grass, and swaggered out wrapped in his loose and tattered cloak.

Ling Cui hid in the corner of the bed, realizing that she was naked, she hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover her bare body tightly.

"Don't be afraid, girl, he's gone."

Raising her head and looking at the old woman with tears in her eyes, although she didn't know if this person was a human or a ghost, she looked amiable, and helped her drive away the demons, she shouldn't be a bad person, thank God I finally saw a normal human being.

"Old woman, can you take me out of here?"

With a soft sigh, the old woman took her by the hand and took her to sit in front of a round mirror.

"The girl sits down, and the old man combs the girl's hair first." Unwrapping her hair bun, the old woman held a jade comb carved from jade, "Don't hide it from the girl, the old body can't help herself." ”

Seeing her hanging her head in disappointment, the old woman put down the jade comb and gently pressed Ling Cui's shoulders with both hands, "The old man's real name is Ximo, and he has been imprisoned here by a monster for more than fifty years, and now he is almost in the ground, but the monster still refuses to let me go." ”

"Mother-in-law is also a poor person." In a trance, I saw the distorted ghost in the mirror, and subconsciously leaned back, and then looked at it, in addition to her, there was another person in the mirror who looked exactly like her, and the figure disappeared in an instant, and a lonely island hanging in the air appeared in the clouds, snowy and uninhabited.

"Mother-in-law, what do you think is going on?"

"This mirror is actually a treasure mirror, it can see through your heart, what you saw when you were born, your past life and future life."

Xi Mo combed her long unkempt hair for her, and patiently explained to her, "This is the monster's Zhenyuan Treasure Mirror, the girl might as well take a closer look at the past life and the next life?" ”

When and where were they born, who were their parents, and who were their siblings? She had no idea that no one had ever told her about her background, perhaps an orphan abandoned in troubled times. She only remembered that a long time ago, when her consciousness was still in a haze, someone told her: Your name is Ling Cui, and you must remember to find Mu Ran in the future.

In this way, finding Mu Ran became her goal, after all, she was curious, she saw that she was holding a jade carving in her hand, and when her forehead touched the jade carving, the jade carving was bright red all over, and she murmured: "Ling Cui, remember to find Mu Ran." ”

Suddenly, isn't that person herself? Why did she call her name with a jade carving?

She sat motionless for a while, and then she came back to her senses, realizing that she had been just a stand-in all along. A jade carving, injected into half of the soul by Qi Luo, buried deep in the soil for hundreds of years, she turned into a human form just to find Mu Ran and fulfill Qi Luo's wish.

The picture in the mirror slowly changed, and she really saw clearly the past life and the next life, the woman who had been wearing a demon mask and wanted to get rid of her was Qi Luo, who promised not to have any contact with Mu Ran anymore, but she still didn't give up and haunted him, why? Make her out when you need it, destroy her when you don't need it, no one has ever asked her if she wants to, why!

"Why!" She roared, and her afterglow swept by, inadvertently catching the corner of Ximo's mouth hooked up, and a sinister smile bloomed.

"Girl, it's not necessarily a bad thing to see clearly, at least you don't have to be in the dark in the future, you should fight for it if it's your own, why bother to cheapen others for nothing?"

Mu Ran took off Qingli's mask, his eyes were full of tenderness, and the lips of the two were entangled...... They're going to be together after all, right? And what about her? After all, it's going to be taken back by Qi Luo, right? Ling Cui lowered her eyes, tears rolled down, she suffocated, and said with a sad expression: "Mu Ran is mine, no one can snatch him." ”